Hidden Assassin Novels & Stories

I thought I could handle this on my own, thought I could bring Zephyr back without assistance because I’m her mate, but it's not enough. “Did you see the person? Did you see the assassin?” Avani snarls. I look at him, knowing this will hurt him nearly as much as it hurts me. “It’s Zephyr, Avani. She’s the assassin.” He falls back on his butt. “What? Are you sure?” he asks. I raise an eyebrow at him. “Why would she do this? Why would she kill these shifters?” Cedric asks. “They got to her,” Avani says as realization dawns on him and he looks at me. He and I have worked together long enough. We understand each other without words.

Looking through the scope of the magnified glass attached to her weapon, she held her breath as the chest of one of her target’s bodyguards appeared on the crisscross mark, which was immediately followed by the bald head of the yakuza boss. She moved the gun slightly once more to the right while maintaining the crisscross mark on his head before she squeezed the trigger. A second passed before the man dropped like a log, which prompted his men to instinctively draw out pistols from their inner jackets as they scanned the area for where the bullet came from. Kimberly immediately returned the gun and leather gloves into her suitcase before making her way out of the building through the emerge

I hadn't realized but I got his clothes bloody as well. The elevator opened to a floor in which he entered. Walking up to a certain door, he knocked impatiently. Nadia, not too long opened looking at us quite bored. "What the hell happened?" "We need new clothes." He stated as he entered and placed me on the leathered sofa. Sinister paced and ran his hands through his long black hair as Nadia awaited and answer. "Gianmarco Vincelli." Sinister scowled. "What?!" "We had an encounter with his men."

I'd only hired Isaac's firm because I wanted an outsider's perspective, someone with no loyalty to anyone already inside my walls. The ten minutes it took them to reach the pack house felt like an hour. When they finally pulled up, I felt like I could breathe again until I realized I couldn't see through the SUV's tinted windows. A young man got out of the sports car first, and I was caught off guard when I scented that he was a wolf. "Alpha Orion," he said, approaching and extending his hand. I shook it. "I'm Channing Halliwell," he introduced himself.

Third POV " Oh , it's because privacy is very important for assassins. They can't disclose their identities to anyone. But believe me, my captains are talented in every field," Brendon replied sarcastically. " Proceed with your introduction quickly," Brendon says and the next one gets up. " I'm an assassin too, I'm called a blood hunter." Another female captain, she was brunette with a slim figure, the trained body of assassins for escaping and running away. " I'm a Sniper, my codename is Blossom."

And This is Her favorite Genre. They were screaming in pain , people who were present in cell were enjoying the show. Beside no one dares to go against Lilianah. Whole dungeon was filled with their screams. Some female assassin's were whispering with each other. They were saying That Lilianah has no mercy and they should never go against her. Assassin 1- "Its been long when I've seen boss this enraged" Assassin 2- "Yes, you are right. It seems they had offended boss extremely"

He could investigate more because until now, the other member of the High Corps responsible for the investigation was not yet around. Ahldrin paused when suddenly a black smoke appeared, and a male fae wearing a black hooded robe stood. A long sword was resting on his back. Speaking of the devil. “Zanti, where the hell have you been?” Nahil exclaimed. Zanti bowed at Aserah and turned his attention to Nahil, “Why Nana? Did you miss me?” “In your dreams!” Nahil rolled her eyes. Ahldrin looked displeased as his forehead furrowed. Their blabbering was usual for him. They had been doing that for three hundred years already since Zanti pledged his loyalty to Noyuh as their deathly assassin and spy

They were convinced that he must have received support either from his mentors or the covert backing of Lisa Whitepalace's hidden influences. The assassin leader rose with deliberate slowness and approached his table, pulling open a drawer. From within, he retrieved a blue crystal shard. As he activated it, the crystal glowed, seemingly poised to divulge its revelations to its master. However, contrary to expectations, the information relayed by the crystal shard was also distorted, deviating from the genuine truth. … After an arduous and monotonous expedition, the sight of Ice Demon City's silhouette at daybreak signaled the journey's end—a triumph in every sense.

Well, I'm the fucking Devil, and I will make people roar in fear of me. I'll be the dark fog engulfing the room, with nothing to lose and so much to gain. Like smoke, destroying everything it comes into contact with, until, all that remains is the aberrant odour of my contamination. My name is Sandro Peker, and you can read about my mission in the upcoming instalment of... Hidden Secrets: Forbidden Heirs.